Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rende watched with relish, and the people inside seemed to have immortality.

The bullet hit them, but they couldn't splatter any blood, just screamed in pain.

It seems that this is the benefit that the demon gave these administrators... I am afraid that in this world, no one can hurt them.

After more than half an hour, the conference room stopped.

More than a dozen participants were panting and in pain.

"Okay, have you vented enough? If not, I'll give you another ten minutes. If the pistol isn't strong enough, I'll put in a batch of bazookas next time." Zhang Conglin tapped on the table.

In the shootout just now, he did not participate in it, but just watched from the sidelines.

And no one dared to shoot him.

Wen Rende knew that this guy must have a higher status.

Perhaps holding the power to distribute?

"Team Zhang, I'm sorry." The woman who looked in the mirror just now bowed her head and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Team Zhang."

"The pressure is a bit high, Team Zhang is sorry."

Everyone apologized.

"Okay, I know that everyone is under a lot of pressure. They are walking on thin ice every day. I don't know one day they will become cannon fodder because of performance problems." Zhang Conglin said with relief after scolding.

Everyone's faces were a little ashamed.

Wen Rende saw this and suddenly understood that what Han Xu said was wrong.

These people did not enjoy it, and actually knew their final fate.

As long as there are better people in their place, they will quickly become cannon fodder.

Demons do not care about human feelings, and they are not bound by the business rules of human society.

If you don't do it well, you will have no value, and if you have no value, you will die.

Just like in human society, if you save enough money to retire and enjoy yourself, or work for a few years, your fighting spirit will fade away, and you will be tricked into digging a corner of the company. This does not exist here.

At this time, someone in the conference room sighed: "Why can't God be more considerate of us? Give us a little more hope, so that we can live like ordinary people?"

"Since you have obtained divine power, stop thinking about the way of life of ordinary people." Someone said helplessly.

"No, I remember reading a diary of aliens. Although they have mysterious powers, they can enjoy the life of ordinary people and be at ease. Where do they want to fight like us? Last week, Old Wu didn't have one thing If you handle it well, if your performance doesn't meet the standard, you will be punished to be a trickster, and then you will die. It's not as good as Han Xu's current end."

"Yeah, the pressure is too much, and the effect is very good for a while. In the long run, it will only make us insane, do bad things, and make mistakes." Someone complained.

"We are people, not machines."

The crowd began to complain again.

They weren't stupid either. What Han Xu could see, they might not understand at first, but when they saw the fate of their companions, they understood.

That devil doesn't need any long-term collaborators at all. As long as the value in them is squeezed out, it will replace a new batch of people.

The management of the main world often changes every four years, not to mention them?

It's just that the main world has been replaced, and he can still live in peace.

But here, there is no such good thing.

"Team Zhang, you should tell God that if you want more business output, you can't put such a lot of pressure on us. If we, the administrators, don't end well, the latecomers will only think about how to use the authority to escape, not Run the world with your heart, just like that rich second-generation Han Xu." At the end of the grumbling, someone summoned the courage to propose.

Zhang Conglin didn't say anything. What these people said was right and reasonable.

But this suggestion is actually to use him as cannon fodder.

That devil will most likely agree to this condition, but those who use these words to threaten it will surely die!

Bunch of assholes.

He shouldn't have come to the rescue of these **** if he knew a few months ago!

Sure enough, they are all selfish and refined people.

Zhang Conglin thought about it this way, but said in his mouth: "God is wise, this is just a small test He gave us. As long as we persevere, we will naturally get better in the future."

He did not allow everyone to speak, and continued:

"Okay, the meeting is here, and the allocation plan is still as usual. Everyone must work hard and strive to shoot a few good films that will shock the world. I heard that there is a historical war film that will start shooting recently, so everyone should pay attention to it. "

"If the filming is good enough, when God is happy, it will naturally ease the pressure on us."

"Okay, Team Zhang."

"Yes."

"Understood."

Everyone cheered up and responded.

When Wen Rende heard this, he didn't take it seriously at first, and then he was so shocked that he almost didn't stand on the tree.

What, a historical war movie?

How many people will die?

War movies can range from thousands to hundreds, hundreds of thousands or even millions, and tens of millions are possible!

These people are getting more and more vicious and unscrupulous.

In order to satisfy that demon's appetite, they used to just play detective movies and die a few tricks, at most dozens of people.

Now they don't think it's shocking enough to help them make demands of God, so they start making war movies.

Historical war films are real enough to allow people to completely immerse themselves in the tragic scenes of war.

All kinds of feelings, fear, happiness, anger, love, grief, etc., can be sublimated in war... This is what some writers and artists say.

They must be stopped.

This was Wen Rende's first thought.

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In the green mountains and forests, Wen Rensheng received a message from Wen Rende earlier.

"Historical war movie?" Wen Rensheng asked in confusion.

"Oh, I seem to have heard a little, someone just came to find an old man..." Han Xu who was beside him suddenly said.

He recounted that an old man with black moles he had just met was invited to play the emperor, but the old man asked for reasonable conditions for safety and security, but the other party refused.

The old man had a conflict with the inviter, and the inviter, the director Wang, was beaten to death with the last slap.

"It seems that someone other than us has entered here. He is trying to test how deep the water is." Wen Rensheng said thoughtfully.

Ouyang Tian was also present at the time Han Xu said, and he had no reason to lie.

After everyone heard it, they started gossiping.

"Who is this old man?"

"He claimed to have been an emperor. Among the aliens, is there a guy from an emperor?"

"How old is that? The last emperor was two hundred years ago."

"Well, there is indeed such a person, but it is the secret file of the Inspectorate. I can't tell you the details now~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Wen Rensheng stopped everyone's gossip.

Hearing this, Han Xu suddenly regretted it.

He may have passed by a great opportunity.

If he could be like the foolish male protagonist in the TV series at that time, he was submissive and sincere to the old man, I am afraid that he would be able to trigger a rare story of transmission.

The old man will conflict with those people later, and then be seriously injured. After being seriously injured, he will choose to pass the alien species to him...

What a good script, because of his cleverness, it came to an abrupt end.

No wonder a fool can be the protagonist.

Han Xu was extremely regretful.

"The matter of the war movie, let's report it first, and let the inspection department pay close attention to the population changes. What we need to do now is to find a way to evacuate and stand in an invincible position."

Wen Rensheng continued,

"According to my father's reconnaissance results, the administrator has some kind of mysterious power, and he is not afraid of shooting. I am afraid that it is difficult to subdue my cousin and my father alone. Teacher Wu, go and support the two of them."

A fierce tiger nodded and attacked quietly.

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Wen Rende stared at the most inconspicuous administrator, followed him out of the conference room, and then went out of the wooden building and got into a car.

He immediately tried to make predictions, deducing where the other party would go next.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't predict, just follow.

He just tried his own skills, and what actually happened, to verify.

Before outside, there was no way to predict what has and will happen in this world.

But now after entering with the help of the puppet, he found that the prophecy here is very simple.

It's not as easy as pinching your fingers, but it's not difficult either.

Where the other party is going, there are only three pictures.

The most likely place is a road construction site outside the town...